I Give Up

No posts from Megan McArdle so far; perhaps she's too busy interviewing Ben Bernanke or analyzing stockholder reports.

Or maybe she slept late or went shopping for her wedding.

Either way, our gain.

ADDED: She's finally posted. We are informed that Bush's deficit was fine but Obama's isn't, and if he doesn't do something about it he'll lead us into fiscal crises. As opposed to what we have now, I guess. She also repeats this strange bit:

Listening to [Obama's] defenders reminds me of those people who sit around whining about how their Dad was really distant and critical . . . I mean, fine, you apparently had a rotten childhood, but Dad can't get come and get you off the couch and find you a girlfriend and a better job. Girls and employers get really creeped out if they try.

No, that's not condescending at all.

Here's her first post in that vein:

This is not Bush's fault. And you know what? Even if it were Bush's fault, who cares? It's like those people in their thirties who spend the whole decade in therapy and get into long weepy conversations over bottles of wine about how they can never have a healthy relationship because their father was so cold and distant, and their mother was a perfectionist harpy.

I mean, hey, it sounds like your parents were terrible. But this is not actually very useful information. Dad could get down on his hands and knees and admit that he was the most horrible father in the entire world, and beg for your forgiveness, and guess what? You're still lonely and balding and drinking way too much mid-priced Chardonnay. No matter what Dad did, he can't fix it. You have to be the one to call your girlfriend and say "I love you." If Dad does it, she'll just get all creeped out.

I'm beginning to think her father was cold and distant and her mother was a perfectionist harpy.